What sword fairy Li Mubai?
Under Chu Linguang's swordsmanship, the opponent's true shape was revealed, and the swordsmanship he was practicing did not even master Li Mubai's fur, so he dared to claim to be another sword immortal, Li Mubai.
Chu Linguang looked very angry, really wanting to kill the opponent with a single sword.
But even if he didn't do it.
When the sword immortal Li Mubai disappeared, the sword light did not strike for a long time. Everyone realized that in their eyes, they claimed to be another sword immortal Li Mubai, under the true immortal of Mercenary City, the existence of the first master of kendo. It disappeared like this.
For a time.
On the top of the trial ground, everyone held their breath.
Lei Xiang and others dare not shout.
"Who else thinks that I am not pleasing to the eye, just shoot, otherwise I will leave."
Chu Linguang could feel that there were gazes in all directions. The master of these gazes was a top-notch existence in Mercenary City, and there were even true immortals.
"Want to take people away and dream!"
A fiery red figure, driving the red clouds galloping from a distance.
Everyone looked up.
I saw a figure sitting on a galloping golden buffalo on the Hongxia Avenue, the other party was fluttering in red, playing a flute, and the sound of the flute came from a distance.
Carrying the piercing profound meaning.
It seems to be able to penetrate the enemy's soul directly.
Make the other party head overwhelmed.
He even slapped himself to death with a palm of his hand.
"It's so noisy."
Chu Linguang saw at a glance that this person was a strong Golden Immortal peak, a half-true immortal with a single foot.
The rhythm is great.
He is a strong person who is good at using sound.
"Master!"
Lei Xiang said in shock.
This person is the first arrogant of Yanzong.
It is called ghost sound.
No matter what kind of existence they face, any voice of the other party is a great weapon, and their status in Yanzong is detached.
He shot.
Chu Linguang couldn't escape with his wings.
"Howl!"
However, Chu Linguang only frowned slightly.
Immediately cut out again with a sword.
The blade is elongated.
Like a beam of light, it hits the ghost sound.
"Whirring whirring!"
Gui Yin sat on the water buffalo, the flute sounded melodiously, and the red clouds beneath his feet, like waves, were rolling fiercely, forming a barrier, trying to block Chu Linguang's sword energy.
However, Chu Linguang's sword aura was unstoppable.
The red clouds dissipated.
Jianqi went forward bravely and continued to slash at him.
In an instant, the sound of the ghost sound flute was loud, and the powerful sound waveform turned into a light and shadow, slashing at Chu Linguang's sword light.
boom!
Chu Linguang's sword light, all the way forward.
Break the flute of ghost sound again.
Cut straight to the ghost sound.
"this..."
The ghost sound exclaimed, obviously unexpected.
Raise the flute in his hand to block.
"Boom!"
The flute burst, and powerful sword energy poured into his body.
Sitting down the golden buffalo, it turned into a mist of blood.
The red glow in the sky disappeared in an instant.
The figure of Gui Yin also fell straight from the sky, and he was severely injured by Chu Linguang's sword.
"Master!"
Lei Xiang exclaimed, couldn't believe his eyes.
Ghost sound is the pride of Yanzong.
It is his goal.
I don't know, such a powerful man still can't stop Chu Linguang's sword.
It seemed that that supernatural power was completely a display on Chu Linguang's side.
The powerful sound law door is more like a burst of noise, which is useless except to make Chu Linguang unpleasant.
"Ghost sound is defeated!"
"Be defeated by one move!"
"The ghost sound has been hit hard."
...
Everyone screamed.
When the ghost sound appeared, countless Yan Sect disciples were all happy.
But when the ghost sound fell into the mortal dust and was hit hard by Chu Linguang's sword, the Yanzong disciple wailed.
"Do you Yan Sect have any means, even if you let them go?"
Chu Linguang looked at Lei Xiang.
This look made Lei Xiang feel that this life has received the greatest attention.
At this time, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that Chu Linguang was definitely a real celestial powerhouse.
Such characters have personally entered the trial ground to select talents. Such a great skill, even if everyone is dissatisfied, they have to be recognized.
Faced with this question, Lei Xiang bit the bullet and said: "I have countless strong Yan Sects, and someone will talk to you."
He didn't dare to ask Chu Linguang to settle the accounts, he could only talk about it, for fear that Chu Linguang was unwilling, and waved his hand and sent him away directly.
"Then let you Yan Sect experts, hurry up!"
Chu Linguang didn't care.
The sound is very soft.
But it spread very far.
The people below the Jinshan Proving Ground can hear clearly.
"You are too arrogant."
Such a voice came from Yanzong's direction.
The owner of this voice has been paying attention to Chu Linguang.
Is the owner of one of the eyes.
Seeing Chu Linguang continuously injuring the Yanzong master, he couldn't sit still. At this moment, he heard Chu Linguang provoking the entire Yanzong, how could he bear it.
"Second Elder!"
Lei Xiang said excitedly.
The second elder of Yanzong is a real celestial powerhouse.
Unparalleled existence in the world.
He shot, Chu Linguang finished playing.
"boom!"
The next moment, a turbulent river spread from the direction of Yanzong.
Everyone looked up in horror.
A raging and roaring river appeared above the sky.
This river seemed to carry the divine might, like an ancient dragon roaring.
The rushing sound was like the roar of a dragon.
The big river swooped down.
It seems to be able to directly rush out a gully with no end in sight on the plane of the cultivation world.
Chu Linguang's face was calm.
He knew that this was a real immortal powerhouse, that solid world power.
The second elder of Yanzong.
I used my true skills as soon as I came up.
Scrolling the Yangtze River in the world's Dao Yun, dragging them out, and wanting to use the power of the condensed world to bombard him, this kind of power cannot be destroyed by ordinary magical powers.
But how much Chu Linguang exists.
You know, true immortals also have high and low points.
The second elder of Yanzong in front of him.
It's just a strong man in the real immortal realm.
In Chu Linguang's eyes, it was too weak.
"Howl!"
Chu Linguang cut out again with a single sword.
This time the sword aura cried, like a whale going out to sea. From Chu Linguang's world Taoism, it dragged out a ray of sunlight and cut it towards the rushing river of thousands of miles.
boom!
The long river collapsed, like a flood that broke the embankment, and lost the air in the sky.
The solid power of the world dissipates from left to right.
I don't know how many cultivators are affected.
Countless people screamed.
Even more people were physically shattered by the impact of this force, and even their spirits and souls collapsed directly.
"This...ah!"
Exclaimed from afar.
It was the cry of the second elder Yanzong.
When the river was easily broken open, he immediately felt his arm as if it was about to explode.
It was too late to defend and dodge.
The sword energy that carried a touch of sunshine surged in.
Cut directly at him.
Frightened him to raise his hand to resist.
Puffed out.
The arm burst, the bones of his body were split in half, leaving a spot of blood, and only half of his body remained, panicking, and hurriedly fleeing into the Yanzong.